Another rock ran into my rock! Now I'm sitting on a tiny floating rock with all my provisions twenty feet away!
Could try to jump... ...too risky. There's got to be another way...
Aha! I wonder what I can do with this trailing vine?
I'll try to lasso the bush on my original floating rock...how American.
Right, then. Let's all play cowboy! Hi-Ho Silver Away!
Did it! Now just have to pull myself back...
Gosh, these floating rocks are a sight heavier than they look! Thirsty...
Decided to tie my little rock to my big rock. Glad for the extra living space. Heh. Suzie sure wouldn't call this "living space".
High noon. Drank too much water. About a quart left. Really going to have to ration now. Ate some cheese for dinner. That should spoil first, so I'll eat that first.
The vine wouldn't hold against a big storm...try to find a mooring line in the wreck of my little steam-flyer.
Should hold against most anything...gosh, I'm thirsty again! How much longer will my water last? Have to do something... collect rain?
Got the very thing! I'll get a broken water tank from the wreck and set it upside down to collect rainwater.
There we go! Nice rain barrel...must get one for my flat. Take this one home as a souvenir, ha.
Uhhh...one thing I learned on that little rock is that the darned sun is hotter than it looks... should make a shelter or something. Maybe exploring the wreck would prove fruitful.
Found an ungainly monkeywrench...I could make a kind of awning from the blanket...
Test driving the awning. So far so good. Now I won't get sunburn!
Evening. Almost finished the cheese for supper...time for bed. Hope no more rocks come along. Thinking of Suzie...
Fourth Walling: This concludes Day 2 of the Journal of an Airwreck Survivor. Thanks for reading, stay tuned, and WRITE REVIEWS!!!
Also, I hereby coin the term "Airwreck" to mean "a Steampunk aerial "shipwreck" where a flyer crashes into a floating rock."